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pick flowers. sneak up to rooftops in the city. find a big field. engage in picnics. venture to beaches as much as possible. pictures of writing. pictures of drawing. go to a junkyard/scrap yard. pictures of painting. rollerskates. violin. tambourine. buy more records! thrift the shit outta new york city. city pictures. i've always loved capturing my life in photos, and i've taken over 4,000 pictures, thats only on digital & film record haha. i realized.. of all the pictures i took.. i still wish i took more. so here's to another year of picture taking.

and pop goes the idea in my head

twin flame

with you i burn bright.. feeling more than alive,

our sparks ignite. touch me and evoke heat. sweet is every word you speak.

my mind is sailing, now we're running..

through feilds of tall grass, we feel not one scratch.

the sun is screamin tis the season,

together we unravel onto the grass.

spash.. slip under..

almost as if time has stopped.

"let it drop.. let it all drop.. oh let it all fall off."

bursting through to the surface,

breathing like its the first time.

im gunna find the rhythm to my rhyme.

you smell like peppermint.

its not too strong, not too sweet.

its just right.

i hum the melody.

"repeat it back to me."

i drum the melody.

"this is how, see?"

i want to write in all the people in my life as characters with different names.

write emotionally & physically how they appear to me.

i have work at 8 am so i dont think i should start that now haha.

but its good to write down ideas you see.. i had about 6 good ideas today.

even sang in the shower and came up with good lyrics.. but i sometimes cant remember what i sang or thought of when the time comes to record it. damnit. i need a portable tape recorder. i hate the digital recorder bullshit.. its so ehhhh. thats all i can say without elaborating. its way past my bedtime. why do i do this? im hungry now too.. i should be asleep.. ahhh i need to go online soon and purchase polaroid film.. that damn camera has been collecting dust for years!

the light seeps through my eyelids,
and my eyelashes begin to lift.
girl you better sink or swim.

cold hands pushed into pockets. discomfort. winter. end. its april. winter. end. sun. shine. once again.

we see the silky night sky painted in our minds eye.

from a ledge, we stand comforted by the edge.

the moon is so damn close, i wanna take a bite.

the clouds are so damn near i wanna take flight.

tangible tears. like rain. you put out the sun.

broken is this piece of what was once one.

gone. gone. gone.

again and again i try,

run it over again

& again in my mind.

how damn blurred was my sight? breathe. let go. escape fate.